This is a song about "Love the boy"

A yo its our boy spitin the truth

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Boy i think i i hit the jackpot

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

And there's little to be glad for

The judas movement back to a christian love.

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

To keeping up with the same pace lookin', boy

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck